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Day 2,037

Television light flickered across the old man's face as the volume blasted just below the legal limit. It still wasn't enough to drown out the multitude of ghosts all clamouring for his attention but it made it a little easier to ignore them.

They did not like this.

Once there were thousands of them surrounding him on all sides, never giving him a moment's peace and driving him to the absolute edge of his sanity. They drove away his friends and family, they made him lose his job and house and still they wanted more.

They wanted peace, vengeance, life, messages delivered and so on and so on and so on.

He might have killed himself already but they'd threatened to destroy his soul the second it left the protective shell of his body and they still might if he died of age. His years were catching up to him fast and the ghosts were faster still.

They hadn't let or given up, they formed a line instead.

He could always see it somewhere in his line of sight. All those translucent bodies coiled around his life like a snake, all ready to strike him down for doing too much or not enough or god only knows what. He gave up trying to appease them years ago.

Maybe he could distract them long enough to join the back of the queue and just wait with them for eternity.

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